I lived in a rural county and there was a blizzard on. Most of my days were spent in the office with the orange walls and blue gauzy curtains. The view out the window was of the preacher's house, giant metal star above the door, trampoline laden with snow in the back yard. No children ever played there. Stray dogs crisscrossed the highway over and over until they were killed. My fingers stayed on the keyboard, but my mind refused to go someplace else. I was stuck there, frozen like the neighbor's purple asters.
Sometimes I feel like I will never completely leave that room.
But I have.
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I didn't know you had a blog! I just finished your book this weekend and my review will be posted on my blog next Tuesday.
You probably didn't know I had a blog because I almost never update it! Going to try to do better this year. You can tell I made that same resolution last year -- I made like 10 posts in January and by October, there were none!
You have. And someday it won't be a terribly bad memory. I promise.
But right now, I'm still with you. On my birthday this year, I remembered where you were on my birthday last year. And shivered.
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